Okay, if you want to be absolutely technical about things, Andrew Alexander’s 2018 magazine-sized (printed on heavy gray cardstock paper, in garish blue ink) comic Twenty One Fifty Fiverr is eight pages long, but that’s including front and back covers, which is kinda fudging the numbers a bit, even though I do like to do everything I can to “upsell” quality self-published works like this one. Either way you slice it, though, there’s no denying this comic is short — but, just as inarguable is the fact that it packs one hell of a punch.

How to describe this visceral experience? Well, on the one hand it reminds one of Gary Panter in a pinch, sure, but on the other it’s far more concerned with the utterly grotesque and revels in its place in the gutter. I can’t see Alexander’s work being allowed through the hallowed gates of the “fine”…